29 days hath February

Happy Leap Day! I'm sure many of you know the Month Poem, which begins "30 days hath September ..." I just found this funny website, where you can read all 69 versions of the Month Poem. I think my favorite might be version one, at the bottom of the page.

30 days hath Septober
April June and no wonder
All the rest eat peanut butter
Except Grandma and
she rides a tricycle

Most of them are pretty ... stupid. Actually, this one is pretty stupid, too. But still vaguely funny. In fact, it's probably only funny because it's so absurd. Most of them follow a pattern similar to version 65:

Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
February has twenty-eight alone.
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting leap year, that’s the time
When February has twenty-nine.

But version 43 — that's the kicker.

30 days hath September,
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one
Except February -
That's the weird one.

Anyway, enough of my blathering. I need to go deposit my resume at the library (again), and I'm coughing all over the place. And here I was going to have a party to celebrate Leap Day (mostly consisting of drinking all the leftover alcohol in the house, because I'm classy like that). I don't think ritualistic dehydration by means of alcoholic beverages is the way to go, somehow.

Tschüs, and have a delightful Leap Day.

Ouch.*

Due to some unintentional ice acrobatics last night, my right leg now looks as though I've strapped a crooked shinguard just below my knee. (And I'll have you know that I have, in fact, worn shinguards in real life, although I haven't played soccer since about eighth grade.)

Also, my throat feels as though I swallowed a small, thorny succulent and chased it with malt vinegar or something equally dreadful.

Oh, and it's snowing again. Winter is not my favorite season.


*Did I ever tell you that my first word was "ouch"? It was.

Mmmmalabrigo!

Having cast on for Jared Flood's Koolhaas hat last night, I understand why some folks refer to Malabrigo yarn as "mmmmalabrigo." It is luscious to touch, and marvelous to knit. I did not disdain casting on any of the 104 stitches the pattern calls for, nor did I despise any one of the 105 stitches I knitted on the first row, having cast on one extra (for posterity?) by accident.

And that is all I have to say today. Mmmmalabrigo.

Vitamins and glowing faces

Indeed, when I got home last night at 10:30, there was a slightly soggy cardboard box on my stoop, full of Melaleuca goodness. Though it has only been 10 days or so since I ordered, I'd actually forgotten what all I put on my order form. Vitamins, tooth polish, and fancy fat-burning protein bars I remembered, but there was also some fresh rain scented room spray (which doesn't actually smell like rain at all), Melaleuca oil (tea tree oil) and some cheesy crackers.

The reason it was 10:30? I sojourned to my parents house to retrieve my PartyLite order, which also arrived yesterday! Now I have enough candles to burn my house down — smelling good the whole time.

So day one of VitaminPalooza has commenced, and what better day than a Tuesday? A friend of mine used to say continually, "Monday is a new day!" (Or maybe it was "Monday is a new week!" or "I fucking hate Mondays!" I don't so much recall so clearly.) I say, "Monday may be a new day, but Tuesday's right after and is good enough to start a new plan!" (Don't want Tuesday to feel all lonely, after all.)

Oh! I was reading a little more of Haunted last night before bed. As I had been sitting in the living room, I shut off all the lights, leaving the house dark until I got to the bed to turn on the bedside lamp. As I was walking through the darkest part of the house, I glanced down. And a screaming face was staring back up at me, glowing in the dark! I must say, I had quite a start. Seeing the ghostly glow was not my favorite way to prepare for bed.


Image hijacked from Goodreads.com

And I wondered why the cover had such a weird texture ...

A meme in my pants ...

Look, another post! Ok, so it's just a meme. Still, it made me laugh! I found it reading Bumblefee's blog.

1. Put your music player on "random." Skip songs with not-very interesting titles (such as "Concerto #4 in E minor").
2. List the titles of the first 25 songs to come up.
3. Put "in my pants" after each title.
4. Bold the ones that actually made you laugh.


1. Star People in my pants
2. Kiss You Off in my pants
3. Straight from the Heart in my pants
4. Change the World in my pants
5. I Love You in my pants
6. Agony in my pants
7. Don't Explain in my pants
8. Precious Things in my pants
9. Twice in Every Show in my pants
10. I Should Tell You in my pants
11. Every Story is a Love Story in my pants
12. Over My Head in my pants (Quite prepositional, don't you think?)
13. All I Want in my pants
14. Reason Why in my pants
15. Body to Body, Heart to Heart in my pants
16. Insane Crotch in my pants (This is a clip of Michael Kors commenting on PR)
17. On the Steps of the Palace in my pants (Another überpreposition!)
18. Suddenly I See in my pants
19. Sweet Suicide in my pants
20. Letter Read in my pants
21. No Place Like London in my pants (Made me laugh because it's Johnny!)
22. I'll See It Through in my pants
23. Velvet Revolution in my pants
24. Father's Son in my pants (Um, no!)
25. I Wanna Get Back With You in my pants (Tori Amos and Tom Jones! How could that not make you laugh?!)

Snow, snow, snow, snow

Another Monday and guess what? It's snowing. This is becoming a very regular thing this winter, and I don't like it. I don't think I've seen my driveway since November. (Of course, this causes less of a problem than you might think, as I don't own a car.)

What else do I know? I signed up for Melaleuca last week. I'm supposed to have gotten my first order today, though I haven't been home yet. UPS says it's been delivered, at any rate. I ordered some vitamins, some nutrition bars, some tooth polish, and a few other cool things. I'm pretty pumped, particularly about the vitamins. I'll try to post a review soon.

I started reading Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk last week. It's pretty ... whacked out and creepy. Par for his stuff, really. I'm enjoying it so far. I finished The Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker last week. I downloaded it from Librivox.org, which is a fantastic site for obtaining audio versions of books in the public domain, or when the copyright has expired.

Snow continues to fall. Rather quickly, too.